She walked in wearing stiletto boots

Published on December 23, 2004 By propagandhi In Philosophy

She walked in wearing stiletto boots
First woman, wedding then honeymoon,
This girl that i thought i knew so well
Didn't know her until we hit the hotel

and the music helps me deal she said
so we turned up the radio and danced
danced in the clean white sheets of passion
dancing is a sin said the southern pastor

i try to forget him as i climb
climb the hills of this lonely valley village
where people stay the night
but leave before you know their mamas

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we walked down the stairs of my childhood to greet him
"you go first" i told the young lady
"you're such a girl" the young lady replied
I met him he was wearing a blazer
mimatched but perfectly wonderful for me

his frown told me no lies; but nothing else
we argued like hookers on a street corner
we hugged because I made him
because that's my game

cats in heat making sounds unavoidable
he left I chased he came back
one time two time
but the third time he was gone

"we're playing the same game" he told me with his drunken eyes
I wanna make him feel better
theres nothing that my love cannot fix

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